Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 279 The Second Blood Trial
"Haha, it really worked! I told you my approach was right!" Lawson said with a broad smile.

He had previously stated that as long as the energy loop pattern is dispersed to a certain extent, existing materials can definitely withstand the energy transport pressure of the sixth ring level.

Based on some experience from the Second World Information Exchange List, the results are obvious.

“Indeed.” Aaron nodded repeatedly.

“The research on energy circuits by those civilizations outside is indeed very ingenious.” Ernie’s lips and face showed a hint of admiration, then he sighed, “Unfortunately, this energy circuit seems to be only usable on large energy furnaces. Small energy furnaces have limited surface area and simply cannot be engraved on them.”

It would be great if they could develop a large-scale sixth-order energy furnace, but their ultimate goal at this stage is only one: to develop a small-scale energy furnace.

“I have another new idea.”

Lawson quickly chimed in, "If the surface can't hold it, we can carve it inside after the space has been expanded!"

“I know this could easily conflict with the spatial inscriptions. To make it truly work, we might even need to completely overturn the current system and redesign an energy loop system that can work in conjunction with the spatial inscriptions.”

"However, given that the Magic Weapon Research Institute has not made any breakthroughs in materials science, this is the most promising direction for achieving a breakthrough."

The successful verification of the previous direction boosted his confidence to the point that he immediately proposed a research direction for a sixth-order small energy furnace.

Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, and he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Starting over from scratch," this guy says it so easily.

These four seemingly simple words actually mean that they have to abandon most of their previous accumulation and rebuild an energy circulation system.

While it won't be as difficult as going from 0 to 6, it's at least equivalent to going from 3 to 6.

“We can consider it.” Ernie nodded without hesitation. “In the future, we’ll rebuild the energy system while waiting for news from the Magical Artifact Research Institute.”

Difficulty is not scary; what is scary is having no research direction.

Of all the research directions he could think of, Lawson's proposal was indeed the most feasible.

Then there's nothing more to say, just one word: Do it!

"Great!" Lawson's smile widened.

"Alright then." Aaron rubbed his temples with a hint of helplessness.

November 13, 4735 in the Wizarding Calendar.

In the study on the top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower on the continent of Betura.

"I now have a total of 32 basic time runes, including 24 construction-type basic time runes and 8 utility-type basic time runes."

Lor flipped through the parchment in his hand, silently calculating in his mind: "Discarding the previous sixteen, I can take out a total of sixteen time-based runes this time."

"According to the agreement, this will delay the opening of the trial grounds by a total of eight hundred years."

Last time, he relied entirely on the Time River Scroll to fill in the Time Foundation Runes, and successfully completed six runes in a total of sixty years, delaying the opening of the Trial Grounds by two hundred and fifty years.

Over the past 250 years, thanks to the help of players, the number of completed runes has increased by as many as ten.

The remaining six were completed using the scroll of time.

Compared to the first time when it took 100 years to complete all six pieces, this time it took 250 years to complete all six pieces, and on the surface, the difference seems quite large.

In reality, it can't be calculated like that at all.

Because he spent fifty years of his life using macroscopic insight to organize the time-based runes he had discovered, and then spent some time constructing the time rune structure and creating the initial time disorder sorcery.

All told, he actually spent only about 150 years on the Time River Scroll.

The number of stamps issued in the past 100 years (five) is indeed a reduction compared to the number issued in the past 150 years (six), but it is still acceptable.

"I wonder if that person is satisfied with my progress this time," Lor thought to himself, while focusing most of his attention on the Second World.

Today is the day for his second blood test; to be precise, it will be time in three minutes.

Based on his previous experience, he genuinely lacked confidence.

Although he acquired ten more Time Base Runes due to the player's arrival, that player should be able to see the essence of why he was able to acquire them so quickly, so these ten Time Base Runes did not give him much confidence.

In the Second World, in the living room on the top floor of a pitch-black wizard tower that is indistinguishable from reality.

Lor sat in a chair, carefully observing the emerald green light screen in front of him.

The emerald green light screen displayed numerous comments about the spacetime system, most of which were quite unreliable, but a few comments still managed to give him some inspiration.

One minute
Two minutes.
When the three minutes were up, Lor had already prepared himself to be teleported directly to that space filled with towering giant trees, just like he had been two hundred and fifty years ago.

However, he was surprised to find that he was not immediately moved, but the administrator Blood in the contact list did send him a message.

"Could something have happened? I hope it's not something bad." Lor felt a pang of anxiety and quickly opened his contact list, clicking on the message from Blood.

A line of text appeared before his eyes.

【Speaker Lorre, according to the agreement, it's time for your second test. Are you ready?】

—The Blood of Managers

"Huh?" Lor thought he was seeing things, so he quickly shook his head and looked at the second line of the message again.

That's right, it was sent by the administrator's blood. No living being in the Second World would dare to impersonate the administrator.

His gaze shifted upwards, returning to the first line of the message, and his head began to buzz.

Wait, what on earth is this person doing?

Why have you become so polite?

If he hadn't seen the signature on the second line, he would have thought it was the chairman of the Wizarding Alliance sending him a message.

"Well, anyway, this shouldn't be a bad thing, right?" Lor took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and immediately sent a message back to Blood.

【I am ready to become the great administrator of the Silkworm Dream Super Civilization】.

—Time and Space

"call--"

The next instant, he felt a blur before his eyes and was transported from the top-floor living room of the wizard tower to another emerald green living room, where the black table in front of him had turned into a bright green table.

The once empty table was now covered with various fragrant fruits, each covered with intricate patterns, making them appear extremely rare.

Across the long table, a white silkworm stretched out its front claws and said with a smile, "Come on, sit down first, let's eat and chat."

"Although these fruits of law are virtual and cannot provide any practical help, they taste much better than those in the wizarding world."

As it spoke, it tugged at a fruit on the long table, took a big bite, and showed an expression of enjoyment on its face.

"Ah, this." Upon seeing this, Lor felt an even stronger sense of unease, but he dared not be negligent. He immediately bowed and said, "Greetings to the great administrator of the Silkworm Dream Super Civilization. Thank you for your hospitality." After speaking, he also used gravity magic to pull a fruit with light blue patterns on its surface and, imitating Blood, took a bite.

He knew very well that when faced with blood, any precautions were unnecessary.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need to worry; just do what you are told.

"Snap—hissing snap—"

This fruit is very crisp, slightly sweet, and has a great texture.

However, none of that is the point. The point is that as soon as he swallowed a little juice, he immediately felt an indescribable wonderful sensation throughout his body, as if the essence of his life was undergoing a transformation.

"Don't stand, sit down and talk." Seeing that Lor hadn't sat down yet, Blood saw him press down with his claws again and asked gently, "So, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

“Yes, the Wizarding Dimension certainly can’t produce such a fruit.” Lor nodded repeatedly, sitting down with trepidation.

Undeniably, the fruit tasted very good, and if he were in his own wizard tower, he wouldn't mind enjoying it slowly.

But now he had no mind to enjoy the taste of the fruit; instead, he focused most of his attention on the blood, fearing that it might break the contract.

This person was being so nice to him for no reason; he couldn't think of any other possibility besides wanting to break the contract.

Just like how the authorities give a last meal to a condemned prisoner before they are executed.

Even if he breaks the contract, his situation is still better than that of a death row inmate, but all his plans will be disrupted, and things will definitely become a mess.

"Haha, as long as you're satisfied." Blood saw through Lor's thoughts and explained with a smile, "Let's eat first, and then we'll do the test for you."

"Okay." With Xue confirmed that she had no intention of breaking the contract, Lor felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. He immediately picked up the fruit and began to eat it obediently, while various thoughts raced through his mind.

Xue's attitude towards him improved countless times, and there must be a reason for that.

After thinking it over, the only reason he could think of was the players.

Aside from the arrival of players, the Wizarding World hasn't changed much over the years.

In other words, the Blood, or the Silkworm Dream Super Civilization, is very aware of and wary of the existence behind the player?

Because they were wary of the player's backers, their attitude towards him underwent a complete 180-degree turn.
This guess is probably the most reliable, and by extrapolating from this point, he can also confirm one thing: the entity behind the player really has no ill intentions towards him.

Otherwise, to please that person, Xue should have torn him to pieces.

"Snap—hissing snap—"

"It seems like everything is moving in a positive direction?" Lor chewed on the fruit, enjoying the exhilarating feeling of life's transformation, and his heart became increasingly light.

He wouldn't ask for the answer directly, because if the person wanted to, they would have already said it when they first met.

If they didn't say anything, it's because they didn't want to.

Asking now would be pointless; it would be more logical to ask when you're at the same level as it in the future.

Because of Xue's change in attitude and some speculations, Lor had unknowingly set his sights much further afield.

He used to never even dare to dream of reaching the ninth rank, but now he feels that he might be able to reach it in the future.

Time flew by, and half an hour passed quietly.

When the last piece of fruit on the long table was taken by Blood at Lor's modesty, this unexpected banquet came to an end.

"Alright, now tell me how many fundamental runes of time you've comprehended over the past two hundred and fifty years." Bloodheart swallowed the last fruit with satisfaction and asked with a smile.

“The great Silkworm Dream Super Civilization Administrator, I…” Lor was about to give an answer, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Blood.

"Oh dear, I hadn't noticed that before." Blood waved his claws. "Forget about anything great or super civilization. From now on, just call me Manager Blood."

“Yes, Administrator Blood.” Lor readily agreed. “In the past two hundred and fifty years, I have perfected a total of sixteen time-based runes.”

"Sixteen." Blood's eyes flickered for a moment. "As expected."

It stopped speaking after uttering only three words.

Telling Lor about the matter of transcending the treasure now would be more harmful than helpful.

Throughout the Nine Realms, there are countless chosen ones who, having learned of this news in advance, were consumed by their own arrogance and fell into ruin.

The best time to learn this news is when the chosen one possesses ninth-tier combat power.

When strength and opportunity match, this news is no longer poison, but a rare and effective remedy.

Lor was incredibly itchy to hear the three words "As expected" uttered from the blood-stained mouth, but unfortunately, the person only uttered those three words and then stopped, leaving Lor feeling quite helpless.

"cough."

An awkward smile appeared on Blood Face. "Well, according to the agreement, the preparation time for the trial grounds will be extended by eight hundred years. At the same time, I will subsidize you with 16 Law Values ​​to purchase the Time River Scroll."

"If you have any other questions, please feel free to ask. I will answer them to the best of my ability."

It emphasized the word 'other,' as if afraid that the chosen one was being unreasonable and would insist on asking him about the transcendent treasure.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I think I'm fine for now." After a moment's thought, Lor gave a reply that would definitely satisfy Blood.

Aside from that biggest problem, he really doesn't have anything else to ask about blood right now.

However, since they had already made it quite clear, it would be tactless for him to ask again.

"Haha, okay, I look forward to seeing you again." Xue nodded with satisfaction and waved for Lor to leave.

The next second, a crystal-clear butterfly appeared in the hall.

"Hehe, Butterfly, I did pretty well this time, didn't I?" Blood chuckled as he looked at Butterfly.

“If you had said another word, you would have lost your right to negotiate with the chosen one,” Butterfly said expressionlessly.

"Hey, I just didn't expect him to be able to come up with sixteen kinds of time truths in two hundred and fifty years, did I?" Xue sighed helplessly. "Compared to those time talents in the past, he is really a bit outrageous."

“It wouldn’t be surprising what kind of talent the chosen one displays.” Butterfly shook her head. “If there were no potential, would a transcendent treasure just randomly choose any being?”

It believes that every choice of the Transcendent Treasure is by no means accidental, but must be made because it believes that the being has the potential to break through to the Transcendent level.

As for those chosen ones who ultimately failed to transcend, it was simply because they went astray.

“That makes sense.” Xue nodded repeatedly.

The effects of the Time River Scroll diminish over time. Logically speaking, it would be quite remarkable if Lor could maintain the same level of understanding over these two hundred and fifty years as he had over the previous one hundred years and comprehend the true essence of the five laws of time.

However, he more than tripled his progress and directly comprehended sixteen different types of abilities; he was simply a monster!

(End of this chapter)